Tag Archives: Poetry

Pit is where I put in time to focus
Pie is where I put in effort without distraction

Pit of well is a space without distraction
Pie is the final result of many efforts

Enter into the focused pit of well
Work towards the pie of focus

Check the pit before jumping into the well
Prevent unnecessary pie from being produced

Prevent mind block
Reduce the stress level

Pit of
Environment and Space to pour Time and thought

Pie of
Enthusiastic Energy of Efforts

Inspiration On: Wednesday, 3 May 2017

“Put in time and effort” are the words I need to take action on. However, there is a sudden inspiration to find its acronym. Thus PIT and PIE birth out. I liken PIT into a well and space. Because I realise that I need the space and environment to focus on the work I need to do. Environment plays a huge role on my focus. Thus I put many efforts at home, the potential and abilities that God blesses me can’t flourish. PIE I’d liken to a pie where many ingredients are mixed together to produce a pie. Thus playing the different alphabets from PIT and PIE can be a tremendous and interesting result. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

I was bringing my son to watch movie “Mr. Peabody & Sherman”. He had a hard time sitting quietly. In the end, he he moved his body around and stood up. My maid attempted to let him sit but to no avail. Thus he had a fall from the chair. Everybody laughed at him. Wish you all have good days and thank you.

You need to be discerning
The books you read is others’ perspectives
Good to read and learn
You still need to discern own style

Returning myself into
Younger days
A new better person
Than my younger days

Stronger observation skills
Sharpening my mind and hands
Sensitivity levels escalates and deepens
Being appreciative every single things in life

Being myself in Jesus
Into the person He wants me to be
Through the way He makes me
Comfortable with myself

Inspiration On: Thursday, 6 May 2016

I am calling the company’s customer. Suddenly, the supervisor from the account payable department comes to my desk about the data entry in SAP. I get a shock. After the call, I immediately go to her desk. SAP data entry shows my name about the wrong data entry done by my close friend. So I explain that I have the data entry access but my friend uses it to do data entry. When she uses mine then I use hers. I clarify that I don’t have accounting background so mostly I do update customer, clearing account and viewing invoices part. She seems surprised. I’ll inform my friend after her meeting. Thank God her meeting has ended so I inform her that the account department looks for her regards to data entry. My friend approaches her and owns her doings. I begin to understand another quiet lady colleague’s difficult position. A colleague ever said that she is fierce. However, I see her gentle, soft-spoken and full of smiles.

The animation teacher confirms on the things I learn by myself alone (observations and books), at art school, own style, and even in current storyboard class. He even explains to me to be more discerning of own style.

After the storyboard class, I walk with two classmates and the classmate whom I have a first bad impression but now better. He asks me whether I get scholarships. I answer directly no however there is a lecturer who writes a testimony for me to apply scholarship. Though I don’t get it however I have tried. Then he shares that he is going to study in Japan Osaka and work part-time. That’s good for him. I just don’t understand his soft expression towards me now. His expression and even my classmates expressions are so memorable. I feel so thankful to God and the lecturer to help me return to younger days yet much better self.

What is God doing? Is He blessing me through the school founder who funds me for current animation job? Can see from different perspectives. He is being kind towards me. A way to secure future job in his studio. I feel so grateful.

A classmate whom I have a bad impression of being sarcastic to me. Furthermore, I feel pissed off towards him for saying relationship doesn’t matter. On the way to the train, he reveals that he choose not to be attached so that he doesn’t dragged whom he cares down. Because he wants to do art. Even if he ends as a roadsweeper, he doesn’t bring them down. Upon revealing he is not paid as a freelancer, I feel pity for him. I never expect my perception of him had happened because I feel he is not easy to work with. He looks surprised upon knowing my studies in animation at a well known art school through another classmate and freelance experience in cartooning.